A ten-minute passed. Another ten minutes passed. When Shuo'er took the knife and fork, he repeatedly knocked the cutlery in front of him over and over again. When one after another strange aunt came forward to tease him. When the chef brought the meal, he had already swept away most of it. When he saw the shopkeeper uncle sitting in front of him, he looked complicated. Shuo'er's little heart seemed to have discovered something.

"Xiaoya. Mommy ........"

The happy smile gradually fell from the corner of the little guy's mouth. Eyes stared in the direction of the bathroom. There were tears in those big round eyes. The poor child looks so innocent and needs to be protected.

"Uncle Zhang. Why hasn't Mommy come back for so long. I want to go to her. ”

"Come on. Little darling. These sweet chicken wings are delicious. And this lemon coconut water is also delicious. Girls' literature is updated for the first time, you drink and watch ......"

Touch the little one's furry little head. Shuo'er's rare quiet and well-behaved appearance made Mr. Shopkeeper feel uncomfortable. How could he bear to tell Shuo'er that his mommy wouldn't come back.

"Shuo'er doesn't drink. Shuo'er is going to find Xiaoya's mother. ”

Shuo'er pouted. I was getting more and more afraid. He was really afraid that Xiaoya would leave him. So he jumped out of his chair while holding on to the table. hurriedly went to the bathroom to find his little Ya Mommy.

"Hey. Shuo'er. Shuo'er is good. Your mommy will be back soon. She told you that I would let you wait for her to come back. You have to be obedient and don't run around. ”

"Xiaoya's mommy has explained that she will come back. Uncle Zhang. Mommy will come back. Is it. ”

Heard Uncle Zhang say this. Girls' literature is updated for the first time, and Shuo'er lets go of hearing the most beautiful fairy tales in the world. He immediately obediently returned to his seat and sat down. Wholeheartedly waited for Xiaoya to come back to pick him up.

"Little baby. Have you eaten enough? There are also plenty of big meals. ”

The shopkeeper brought up plate after plate of finale meals in the store and piled them up in front of the little Shuo'er. Because it doesn't matter whether it's public or private. He really loves the cute and sensible Shuo'er.

"This chicken leg. And this brisket. Still....... And this ....... This one........ These have to be left for Xiaoya to eat. ”

The sensible Shuo'er knew that Xiaoya was also hungry like him. At a young age, he learned to think about Mommy in everything. Take care of Mommy. Filial piety to Mommy.

Although he is usually more naughty. It's not big or small. Girls' literature is updated as soon as possible, but the little guy is still sensible in his heart. He knows that in this world, as long as Xiaoya's mommy loves him the most. And he also loves Xiaoya Mommy the most.

Shuo'er was different from her peers, and her sensible and precocious maturity surprised Mr. Zhang. Surprised, more moved.

I don't know if there is any conflict between Miss Lin and Mr. Tang. A family of three who used to be so happy. Right now..........

Alas. I hope he thinks about it too much. Otherwise, this lovely Shuo'er will be pitiful in the future.

Shuo'er resolutely waited for Xiaoya to come back. And Mr. Zhang also abandoned the power of businessmen. I even put down a good business and didn't do it. He stayed by Shuo'er's side and waited for Xiaoya to return.

Later. They didn't wait for Xiaoya to come back. It's been a long wait.

"Aunt Weiyang. Girls' literature is updated for the first time Did Xiaoya ask you to pick me up? ”

Shuo'er saw Chi Weiyang as soon as he saw it. threw himself into Weiyang's arms with an excited face.

At the villa these days. Shuo'er has long regarded Chi Weiyang as his closest and dearest person except for Xiaoya and the beautiful uncle.

Weiyang easily picked up Shuo'er. The cold expression had a warm smile.

She kissed Shuo'er on the cheek. Pinch the little one's nose. The tone was very doting: "That's right." Your little Ya mommy suddenly has an emergency. So let me take you back. What a little ghost. Have you eaten enough? ”

Although Weiyang's words are lies. But she didn't change her face. Maybe it's because it's a child. So it's easy to panic.

In a word. Chi Weiyang didn't feel ashamed of deceiving Shuo'er. Girls' literature is updated as soon as possible because she's just doing what she thinks she's supposed to do. That is absolute and unconditional obedience to Madam Murong's orders.

She believes that Shuo'er is Xiaoya's biological flesh and blood born to Mr. Fu. It is the real dragon prince of the Fu family. Tonight's paternity test seemed redundant to her. But that would at least dispel Madame's concerns. Let Mrs. truly accept the little master from her heart.

----------------

Lin Xiaoya touched her pocket. There are three coins left.

She decisively exchanged the three coins for a jar of low concentration. But enough beer to get drunk.

Supporting the tall body of the vending machine. Bend down to pick up the can of beer. Lin Xiaoya suddenly remembered the scene when she and Fu Sinian met for the first time.

It seems to be after the vending machine. Girls' literature is updated as soon as possible The guy was drunk and grabbed her ankles. It made her think that she had a ghost on Qingming Festival. The sound of wow and screams shook the earth.

It's just an unemployed woman who meets a drunkard by chance. But who would have thought that God was such a wonderful family? She and he were completely disjointed parallels. Each has its own glide track. But now they are inexplicably intertwined. They even have a crystallization that has been conceived together. Sometimes you have to sigh about fate. It's really mysterious.

It's just that. Her fate with him. Can it last?

She didn't know. I don't have the courage to gamble. She decided that he and her had no ending. So she left him. even left Shuo'er. She didn't even know what she was trying to do.

“。 You're a complete idiot ... ”

Even Lin Xiaoya herself couldn't help but curse herself.

Just because of low self-esteem. It's because of the lack of confidence in each other. She was so stupid that she didn't even want to give Fu Sinian a chance, so she patted her ass and left. It's over, and he is accompanied by a white and chubby son. Maybe when she gets old, I'll remember her decision. She will definitely take a knife and stab herself to death first.

But now. The woman with her brain in water is like stuck in a labyrinth. It is to die and be bent on doing it.

Half a bottle of beer goes down. Lin Xiaoya, who had a super poor amount of alcohol, had already begun to feel a little dizzy, and even began to walk step by step with her steps. Wobbly.

"Once upon a time, there was a Lin Xiaoya. Everyone called her Lin Dasha. I didn't have a father since I was a child. Soon there was no mother. She doesn't dare to love, she is afraid to love. That's right. Her name is loser, loser, loser......."

It's getting late. Lin Xiaoya swayed rampantly on the bustling streets. His mouth was humming a tune that no one could understand. Like a madman.

Yes. She's just a madman.

Push the loved ones around you one by one. She's not crazy or something.

Knocked over a vendor selling pirated CDs. She didn't apologize. Afraid of what. She's a lunatic anyway.

Kicked over the trash cans on both sides of the street. She stumbled all the way forward, never looking back. It doesn't matter. She's a lunatic anyway.

Opened the passionate kissing couple. She grunted through the two of them. Doesn't matter. She's a lunatic anyway.

...........

。 Everywhere Lin Xiaoya passed, she made her jump. Kindly thought she was an alcoholic. Not to be pursued. Temper almost clenched his fist and shouted behind her.

But Miss Lin is now a typical broken can. Give her a fire, and she will dare to burn it in the White House. Naturally, I'm not afraid of those punches or two.

“ait."

The man's languid but majestic command sounded in the back seat of the black private car. When the driver heard this, he immediately stopped the car respectfully.

Streamlined and simple bodywork. Pure black color. All of them show the dignity of the identity of the owner of the car.

A pair of deep blue eyes stared with interest at the drunkard sitting on the street in a daze behind the tall glass.

The deep silhouette of a typical European.